Zhao Lizheng looked at Mr. Jiang with amusement, then glanced at Jiang Rong and Jiang Hua behind him, "You still haven't figured it out? Whether it's Sanlang or Doctor Gu, they've been utterly disgusted with your family for a long time!"
"You might as well pray to the Bodhisattva every day, hoping Sanlang doesn't pass the exams, otherwise, when your family, like leeches, rush to him after he succeeds, it will be your end!"
Mr. Jiang opened his eyes wide, "You, what nonsense are you talking about, are you referring to Sanlang? Sanlang wouldn't do that, after all, he grew up eating the Jiang Family's rice!"
"Heh." Zhao Lizheng chuckled, these ignorant people have no idea how ruthless those in power can be.
To them, killing a few commoners is as easy as squashing a few ants.
Zhao Lizheng glanced at Mr. Jiang, "For the sake of us growing up together, I'll give you one last piece of advice: if you want your family to be safe and sound, stay honestly in the countryside."
